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Ashleigh danced to the beat of the song that played in the apartment she shared with her girlfriend, Sophie. They had just gotten back from their trip to Montreal. The romantic suite they’d stayed in kept them warm from the cold flurries of snow outside. Sophie had taken Ashleigh out to a restaurant and the ensuing walk back had them talking about their life together. Their future. It was when the pair had cuddled close to one another on the couch in the suite when Ashleigh had finally asked the question.

It wasn’t the most sweep-you-off-your-feet way to propose, but it just felt right. It felt right for Ashleigh to finally ask her girlfriend of four years to marry her. They had danced around the idea for far too long. And Ashleigh knew that she wanted to be with Sophie forever.

Of course, there was the Jackson problem.

That was about the only thing that could break the happy panther from dancing. She’d have to stop being with him… Which, she knew would happen eventually. It couldn’t last forever, their affair. But the panther had gotten so accustomed to the way the wolf would look at her, pin her down and…

She shivered just thinking about it.

Her phone chimed with a text from Sophie.

“Heading home soon. Can you start the potatoes for dinner?”

Tapping out a reply, the panther set her phone down on the counter.

She was halfway through dicing the potatoes and putting them in the pot for soup when her phone rang. With a claw she tapped answer.

“Hey Mom,” she smiled, still dicing up the potatoes.

“Hey sweetie,” Tori’s voice said over the speaker. “Jackson is here with me.”

“Hey kitten,” the wolf’s voice said over the phone.

Ashleigh’s stomach turned at that word. She was his kitten after all, even as he’d started dating her mom, the wolf had still spent plenty of time teasing her, if not outright bending her over. Her mom shared her new boyfriend with her daughter, and it had led to a strange dynamic between the three of them. But fuck, even just that word made the panther’s thighs rub together instinctively.

“Hey Jackson,” Ashleigh finally managed to spit out.

“Just wanted to call you to congratulate you and Sophie.” Tori’s voice shook slightly, something the younger panther barely caught.

“You already did! We face timed you that night!” Ashleigh pointed out.

“True, but we couldn’t exactly say everything we may have normally said with Sophie there.” Tori said. There was a soft noise, barely picked up by the phone, distorted through the compression of the call. But she could swear she heard… something.

Ashleigh cleared her throat. “You mean…?”

Jackson spoke up. “Well, we’re gonna have to stop… what we’ve been doing at some point, Ash… It’s been… I mean, we can’t keep doing this forever.”

Finally, that noise clicked in the panther’s head.

“Did you two call me… while fucking??” Ashleigh shouted. She picked up her phone, staring at the screen in disbelief, as if the smiling contact image of her mom would have the answer to her accusation.

“Well,” Tori sighed, her voice clearly shaking. “You’ve done that to me before!”

“You’re my mother!” Ashleigh said. It was true though, Ashleigh had called her mother while being eaten out by the wolf.

“And you’ve been fucking my boyfriend.” Tori said.

“This is unbelievable…” Ashleigh said, putting her phone down and stepping away. “I’m not having this conversation over phone, while you’re fucking each other!”

“Nnn… Well, you and I can talk more about it tomorrow, Ashleigh.” Jackson offered.

“Sure! Just… don’t call me like that again!” The panther said, hanging up the call.

But even as she set the phone down, the panther felt herself growing hot. She was turned on at the brazenness of the wolf to call her and admit to it while he was balls-deep in her mother.

It was that sort of behavior that the panther would miss.

The door clicked open and Sophie came walking in, the smile lighting up the confusion of Ashleigh’s thoughts immediately.

“Hey babe,” the wolf came up, giving Ashleigh a kiss to the corner of her lips before setting her stuff down on the counter. “Have a good day at work?”

Ashleigh smiled, settling into the routine with Sophie. “Yeah, I had a good day.”

* * *

Ashleigh tapped away at the spreadsheet she was helping Jackson with. The wolf had his share of skills, but working pivot tables was never something he was very good with. So Ashleigh found herself helping with that work quite often. And she was okay with it, happy with her job as Jackson’s assistant. It at least gave her plenty of experience to move somewhere else later.

It also made it hard for her to focus now and then when Jackson would look at her and give her the cocky smile she knew he did just for its impact. The wolf knew how to make the panther melt, something father and daughter could both do. It was wrong, it was so filthy sometimes, but she loved it, her thighs in a constant state of being rubbed together from the teasing being sent her way.

The thought of being deprived of Jackson’s touch made her sad, even though it was wrong. Maybe she felt sad about it because of how wrong their tryst had always been. The panther pinched the bridge of her nose in frustration.

“Ugh, stop it. You don’t need to be doing that to yourself,” she grumbled, hugging herself around the waist. She had adjusted to everything about the experience of sneaking around to sleep with the older wolf. She had gotten used to the lying and the betrayal that she knew she was perpetuating. But there was something about the way Jackson looked at her, that cocky smirk, that could send her frantically to the bathroom to rub herself in secret.

So why was she so upset at Jackson for telling her that she had to stop sleeping with him? Because she knew he was right. Any future she wanted to have with Sophie relied on ending things with Jackson. But… she also knew that she may have to open up a discussion that she’d curbed years ago. Sophie wasn’t thrilled with the idea of being open before, but maybe… Maybe they could discuss things again. If nothing else, Sophie deserved to know that truth.

It wasn’t that Sophie wasn’t enough, but Ashleigh still wanted men sometimes. Jackson just helped show her that truth she’d been denying herself. That was all.

That was all it was.

“You okay there?” Jackson’s voice shook her from her thoughts. The panther smiled at the older wolf and cleared her throat.

“Yes! Sorry, sir.” She straightened up in her seat. “Just got stuck in my head.”

Jackson chuckled. “I understand that. But you still seem…” He shrugged. “Need to talk about it?”

Ashleigh shook her head. “I’m good. But thank you.” She was trying to stay professional at work. Jackson was the one that cut things off, so she had to figure out where their relationship stood now.

The wolf pressed his hands on the desk and looked down at her. She knew from his previous comments that he could see down her shirt from that perspective. And something about seeing the older man looking down his muzzle at her made Ashleigh feel like prey. She was some defenseless doe to the wolf in moments like this.

“I could still order you…” he let out a growl.

Ashleigh curled her hands into fists. “You… told me it was over… You don’t get to… do that to me.” She glowered up at the wolf.

“Well,” Jackson licked his lips. “We need to stop soon… But maybe…” he straightened up, licking his lips. “Maybe you and I need to have a conversation about what ending this looks like. Just you… and me.” He moved past the desk and opened the door to his office.

Ashleigh knew he wanted her to follow him inside. She knew that was his game. But she wouldn’t give him that satisfaction. She would stay there and finish work. She would go home and forget all of this! Jackson wouldn’t get the better of her! Ashleigh was sure of that.

But then she looked down at her legs, and they were shaking. Her knees were practically knocking together under the desk.

Ashleigh composed herself long enough to stand up and went to the door to his office. There was Jackson behind his desk. He had a smile on his face, like he knew this would be how this ended.

Before he could say anything, the panther moved over to his desk and leaned over it to grab his tie. She pulled his muzzle across the desk, forcing it to press against her breasts. There was a low growl and she broke the stalemate since his first teasing look moments ago at her desk.

“We’re not done yet. So get your cock out or I’ll tear those slacks off you.”

Jackson’s muzzle slowly morphed into a grin. She knew he planned some retort, but she kissed him hard, silencing and fightback he had with her lips. The panther climbed on top of his desk, pushing papers off the desk in the process. She growled in the kiss, putting the hunger, the anger, the jealousy into it.

The stupid wolf thought that she would let him fuck her mother and leave her with nothing? No. Jackson would give her what she needed from him at least a few more times before they finished whatever this was.

Jackson was the first to pull away, their lips connected by a string of saliva. He opened his mouth to speak again but she growled in response.

“Cock. Out.” She hissed, climbing over the desk and dropping to her knees in front of him. She’d been her so often and it felt so good. It felt good seeing the horny wolf pull his cock free, the dark red shaft emerging from that sheath. Her mouth watered at the scent of him, the familiar scent of his musk. The smell she’d had drenched in her so often.

“What’s gotten into you?” the wolf said.

“You’re dumping me for my mother… I just… Shut up, I need this. You started this all those months ago. Just… enjoy it.” The panther’s mouth kissed along his sheath, her hands rubbing his thighs. This was her lover, her wolf, this was her betrayal, this was… so much. It made her head swim as she tried to unpack all the things Jackson was to her. But more than any of that…

This was who gave her the best sex of her life.

She took his balls into her mouth, tongue lapping along the underside of the heavy orbs of her lover. Ashleigh felt Jackson grab her head and keep her in place. Her tongue lapped over each ball, working each one with the attention they deserved. Her tail flicked behind her and she pulled off after a moment, seeing each heavy ball slick with spit. The panther moved her lips up, taking his cockhead into her mouth. She could taste the salty pre on her tongue.

Her mouth began working, bobbing up and down on the older man’s cock. Her hands rubbed over his thighs. She was so lost in the moment, on taking what she wanted from Jackson. His moans and sharp gasps when she pushed her head all the way down egged her on.

The wolf grabbed her head, trying to pull her off, but Ashleigh smacked his hand away. She kept pushing up and down, forcing the thick cock into her throat. Her hand grabbed his balls, squeezing them. She didn’t care about anything else, about Sophie, about her own mother. This was for her. This was one last good rut to get this out of her system.

After this was over, she could stop.

But she needed more.

The panther pulled off with a slurp. Her muzzle matted with the rough facefuck she gave herself.

“Gonna be a good dog for me?” she growled.

The panther stood up and turned around to bend over the desk. She could feel his hands on her bare thighs before he pulled her skirt up over the round butt. She looked back at him, shaking her ass for him.

“You’re gonna use that tongue, aren’t you?”

Jackson pulled yanked her tail up, reducing her to a common house cat; her asshole now on full display. His tongue soon dragged over her pucker, running up and over it. She let out a groan, arching her back. Her claws flared out, hitting the wood of the desk. The wolf’s tongue showed exactly how good it was, running up from her glistening folds to her tight ring of flesh.

The wolf’s claws dug into her hips as he pushed his muzzle into her. She bit back a moan as his tongue pushed into her. Her whole mind went blank, awash in the pleasure of the older man she was soaked for. His tongue moved into her, moving deep and forcing a gasp from her lips. She rocked her hips, moving back to grind into his face.

“Jackson…” she whimpered. “Your tongue gets so much deeper than Sophie’s… Fuck!” She bit her shoulder, forcing herself from moaning when his tongue glanced over her g-spot. The panther practically seeing stars from the feeling. Her vision swam and still she rocked her hips back.

“You taste better than your mother…” He growled, nipping at the back of her thigh. He stood up, and she felt the full weight of his heavy red cock press on her ass. The weight of her favorite sex toy making her tail hike up again. She rubbed her hips back to his, looking over her shoulder.

“I’d tell you to beg,” he grunted, rubbing his bare tip to her entrance, teasing her with the length. She had a burning need deep inside of her body, one that had been building the more he’d teased her and looked at her like she was his property. “But you showed me how much you needed it when you climbed over my desk, you little slut.”

His thrust inside stopped any retort she could muster. His cock pushed its way into her wet lips, forcing her body to accept the large cock’s entry. His hands grabbed onto her hips and she could feel the breath on the back of her neck as he leaned over her. Jackson’s hips slammed into hers, and the resistance of her body gave way, forced open by the tapered cock. She wasn’t given much room to do anything but be taken by the older man, by her mate. Her father-in-law.

Everything about being rammed into the desk by Jackson was wrong, they were now both cheating on their partners as Jackson rammed his hips to hers. Both of them willing to go around the backs of people they loved to get what they needed.

She jumped when she felt a spit soaked finger prodding at her ass. Ashleigh cursed under her breath when he managed to get the mostly dry digit into her. Her body writhed underneath his, completely at his mercy!

But every thrust shoved the complaints, the concerns out of Ashleigh’s head. She was unable to come up with any form of coherency as her body was battered by the predatory growls, nips, and claws of her lover.

“Stay there,” he groaned, pushing her head to the desk. She closed her eyes, feeling his hand resting on her head as he rutted her into the desk. His whole body crashed to hers, coming at her like waves in a storm. It was relentless, each thrust battering against her body. His breath was going down her neck with each breath he took.

It felt good to be taken like this. To be claimed! She was his as he made sure to remind her with every nip to her neck, every roll of his hips, every lacing of fingers.

The wolf pulled out of her with a sudden tug. Her body felt so empty when his cock was pulled abruptly from her body. The panther whimpered at the sudden absence of all that pressure.

Slowly, she turned around, seeing the wolf stepped back. She was about to say something when the wolf pushed against her, shoving her back onto the desk. She let out a yelp that was silenced by his kiss.

His cock pushed back into her, gliding in with ease. Her hands felt up his stomach, along the slight gut of the older man. They ran up his arms, grabbing his hair and pulling him down to kiss her harder.

Jackson pinned her wrists over head, ramming his hips forward to take his kitten properly. His teeth found purchase on the nape of her neck. He bit down on her, making her writhe. The primal feeling of the bite sending her over the edge.

Her body spasmed, muscles contracting around the cock battering into her. Her head lolled back and she groaned out for Jackson. Her hands dug into his back, claws dragging trails through his fur.

“I’m not done with you…” He groaned. His hips didn’t stop, moving and rocking back and forth. She could feel him grinding into her, the forming knot pressing at her lips as it began to balloon up. She was going to be tied to him again, something she’d been so often. Her legs hooked over his hips and pulled at him.

“Good… I want you to cum in me… You can’t breed my mother. But you can do it to me. You can put a baby in me.” She whispered. He groaned and she could feel the twitch of muscle as his cock responded to her words. “That’s it. Fill me. Do what you can’t to my mother. Make me a mother!”

It was inevitable this would happen with all their sneaking around. Eventually, she would wind up carrying his litter. And right then, all the panther wanted was to be bred. She needed him, she needed everything about him. She was lost to the pleasure of the moment, to the pleasure that being with a man like him could bring her.

It wasn’t anyone, it was Jackson! He was who she wanted. He was who she would always want… And somehow, some way, she would make Sophie understand that she needed more than just being with a woman. She needed more. She needed Jackson.

And the wolf’s huffing growls as he shoved his fat knot into her was the sign that he would do it even as terrible an idea it was. He slammed his hips in, his knot filling up the tight panther so completely. Her eyes lolled back as she could feel that familiar warmth. The feeling of bringing him to climax, of showing him how much she needed him. His tie to her burned. It was a stretch to her walls that she was used to by now, but oh it hurt so good each time she got it.

“You… Fuck,” Jackson groaned in her ear. “Breeding fantasy now?”

Ashleigh panted, looking up at the older man attached to her. “Well… someone’s gotta continue your family line, huh?” she wiped some of his drool from her cheek, slipping her thumb into her mouth.

“Have you and Sophie…”

“We’ve talked about it,” Ashleigh reached down and grabbed the base of his cock, behind his knot. “And I’d be lying if I thought you and I wouldn’t have such pretty kittens together.”

The wolf groaned at the pinch, his eyes rolling back into his head.

“And IVF is nowhere near as fun as the real thing…” Ashleigh licked her lips. “Something to think about… Once you’ve knocked me up, then you can stop fucking me…”

Ashleigh didn’t have to ask him what he thought of her proposal. The throb deep inside of her tight pussy was answer enough that he agreed with what she said.